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> > >A great inspiration to start the day!!
> > >
> > >
> > >A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from
its
> > >hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the
floor
> and
> > >counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly
> > >perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
> > >
> > >
> > >Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
she
> > >slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug
> Store
> > >with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited
patiently
> for
> > >the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this
> > >moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.
> > >
> > >
> > >Nothing.
> > >
> > >
> > >She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could
muster.
> > >
> > >
> > >No good.
> > >
> > >
> > >Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass
> counter.
> > >That did it!
> > >
> > >
> > >"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of
voice.
> > >"I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,"
he
> > >said without waiting for a reply to his question.
> > >
> > >
> > >"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,"
> > >
> > >
> > >Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.
> > >
> > >
> > >"He's really, really sick... and I want to buy a miracle."
> > >
> > >
> > >"I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.
> > >
> > >
> > >"His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head
and
> > >my
> > >Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle
> > >cost?"
> > >
> > >
> > >"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help
> > >you,"
> > >the pharmacist said, softening a little. "Listen, I have the
> > >money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just
tell
> > >me
> > >how much it costs."
> > >
> > >
> > >The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He Stooped down and
> asked
> > >the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?"
> > >
> > >
> > >"I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. "I just know
he's
> > >really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't
pay
> > >for
> > >it, so I want to use my money".
> > >
> > >
> > >"How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.
> > >
> > >
> > >"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly. "And it's
> all
> > >the Money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.
> > >
> > >
> > >"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven
> cents-the
> > >exact price of a miracle for little brothers."
> > >
> > >
> > >He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her
> > >mitten
> > >and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and
meet
> > >your parents. Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."
> > >
> > >
> > >That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,
specializing
> in
> > >neuro-surgery. The operation was completed without charge and it
wasn't
> > >long
> > >until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily
> > >talking
> > >about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
> > >
> > >
> > >"That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how
much
> > >it
> > >would have cost?"
> > >
> > >
> > >Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... one dollar
and
> > >eleven cents ..... plus the faith of a little child.
> > >
> > >
> > >A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a
> > >higher law......
> > >
> > >
> > >I know you'll keep the ball moving! Here it goes. Throw it back to
> someone
> > >else who means something to you.!
> > >
> > >
> > >The Friendship Ball A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps
us
> > >together like our Circle of Friends.
> > >
> > >
> > >But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship
> you've
> > >granted to me. Today I pass the friendship ball to
> > >you. Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
> > >
> > >
> > > MY OATH TO YOU...
> > >
> > > When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.
> > >
> > > When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.
> > >
> > > When you are worried.....I will give you hope.
> > >
> > > When you are confused.....I will help you cope.
> > >
> > >
> > >And when you are lost.....And can't see the light. I shall be your
> > >beacon.....Shining ever so bright.
> > >
> > >
> > >This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.Why you may ask?.....Because
> > >you're my friend.
> > >
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